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Monday, June 2, 2008

Pay it forward

I'm a firm believer if good karma. Pay it forward whenever you have the opportunity and you'll reap the benes in the end. I'm not talking about hours upon hours of community service (although some of that does the heart good too), but I'm really preaching about the little stuff. Like offering to help someone who looks lost in the NYC subway system before they have to ask. Sort of like helping someone with children to carry a heavy bag to their car since they clearly already have their hands full. Exactly like picking up a lost dog walking in the middle of the road before they get hit by a car then calling the number on the tag so they can get home safe (been there done this numerous times). Just like telling a veteran "thanks" for your service and for looking after all of us (Jerrid is sooo good at this). So here's a little example of how it all comes back around. Finally, today we dug out our swimsuits (yikes), packed our lunch, and loaded up the dog for a cruise on the boat (long "o" since I'm a true Midwesterner). What is better than a day on one of the 10,000 lakes when the sun is a shinin' and the thermometer reads 85 degrees? We get to launch, all jazzed and I'm ready to break in my new wet suit. My hubby backs the trailer in like an old pro, I turn the key and... nothing happens. We fiddle-fart with the battery like we know something about motors (not) and then jerk the boat out of the water in frustration. On land we tinker with the bolts and now we see signs the day is not a total bust. Take two, my hubby backs-r-on-down again, I turn the key and we get a little somethin' more, but alas... it still doesn't start. This time we "pop" (you know who you are) the trailer out of the water with tires on fire. This time, barely speaking to one another, we start unpacking all our gear so we can head home with our tails between our legs. Cue the entrance of a true good ole guy. This "MN Nice" stranger asks if we wouldn't mind a little help with trying to get the Glastron started?!? Of course, desperate, we immediately accept. To make an already long story somewhat shorter, he hooks up his spare battery and sends us on our way to "have a good afternoon." He says, "ah, I'm not worried about it, you'll get it back to me sometime." Is that cool or what? This is what I am speaking of people. You do a good deed for a stranger in need and rest easy knowing when "your back needs scratching" good karma will swing back your way. Git! Go on now and spread the good word!

1 comment:

Henry said...

First, I'm loving eye of the tiger.
Second, great story! I'm huge on the karma also...unbelievable...